In our search for things we see music in all beauty, and it comes forth in inspiration to our touch!Continue Reading
The shaman begins to awaken, the kundalini struggles to free itself from the confines of the material plane.Continue Reading
A call to battle. The beginning of my "wall" poems.Continue Reading
This poem relates about the past.Continue Reading
The prologue of my novel that will be released as an ebook soon.Continue Reading
As a young woman, I somehow feel confused with the aim of my existence.Continue Reading
Early in the morning the white hot sun is already baking,
could I then awake,
before the rain pours down later.
Morning sun climbs in the blue
Shimmering indigo hues
Lift the sunrise, raised
By hands invisible,
Clouds that dragged by.Continue Reading
In praise of mother nature.Continue Reading
What the writer felt during her confinement at the institution at the age of sixteen… she spent 40 days and 40 nights there.Continue Reading
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